Invincible Bloodline

"Rumble. . . "    

Yang Fann slowly opened his eyes. They glittered with a divine light, shining with a brilliant light. He was invincible.    

However, there was a hint of regret mixed within. He was so close, just a little bit more, and he would be able to reach the Perfection Semi-saint.    

Unfortunately, at this critical moment, all the resources had been devoured by him.    

Not to mention the Immortal Crystal Vein of the highest grade, but the Holy Crystal Meridian. Even the supreme-grade Immortal Crystals had been mostly refined by Yang Fann. There was not much left.    

There were still nearly a million supreme-grade Immortal Crystals left. To an ordinary Half Saint, that was not a small amount of wealth. It was enough for them to cultivate for a million years.    

However, in Yang Fann's hands, it was like a cup of water and a cart of water. It was not enough for him to cultivate for a day.    

Of course, even if he hadn't broken through to the Perfection Semi-saint, Yang Fann's cultivation base and strength had improved by more than ten times.    

At this moment, just the Pure Strength Of Body alone was enough to defeat most of the Seventh and Eighth Grade Perfection Semi-saint. Once he used his magic power, he would be able to defeat most Ninth Rank Perfection Semi-saint warriors.    

If he used all his trump cards and unleashed all of his combat strength, even he wouldn't know his limits. However, if he was an ordinary Fifth Grade low level Saint, he would have to fight until the end.    

Terrifying, truly terrifying.    

Thinking back to the past, that Sage Duo Luo had bitterly cultivated for tens of billions of years before he was able to attain the cultivation of a low-level Fifth Grade Saint. As for how old Yang Fann was, he was not even 200 years old.    

If this were to spread out, it would definitely shake the entire Tiannan Realm River.    

No, it was probably the huge Aima Realm. There was probably no one in the Myriad Realm River that could compare with it.    

. . .    

In front of the young master's hall.    

Two figures, one white and one red, walked back and forth.    

Both of them were extremely beautiful women that were rarely seen in the world. They were devastatingly beautiful. One of them was as passionate as fire, like a fairy in the fire. The other was floating like a fairy. She was like a celestial being that had descended to the mortal world.    

"Sister Jiahui, it has been sixty years. Why hasn't brother come out of seclusion yet?" Yang Sifan looked at the tightly shut Young Lord's Hall with some resentment. Sixty years. This was definitely the longest time she and Yang Fann had been apart. Even before, Yang Fann had only entered the foreign land alone for about thirty years.    

"Si Si, don't worry. Cousin should be coming out of seclusion soon. " Luo Jiahui comforted him, but these words. . . Thinking about it carefully, She had said these words many times. Every year, on this day. . . She would come to the Young Master's Hall with Si Fan, but not once. . . She was able to see the person that she yearned for day and night.    

Cousin, do you know that Jiahui misses you?    

At this moment. . .    

"Kacha ~ ~ Kacha ~"    

The tightly shut door slowly opened.    

In the next moment. . .    

A young figure slowly walked out from within the hall. His footsteps were very slow, but it did not lose its dignity. It caused one to involuntarily kneel on the ground and worship him.    

"Ah! Big Brother, you've come out of seclusion. "    

With a cry of surprise, Yang Sifan quickly rushed towards Yang Fann.    

However, she was fast. There was another person who was faster than her. A fiery red figure had already jumped into Yang Fann's arms before her.    

"Ah, Sister Jiahui, you. . . . . . "Yang Sifan stomped her foot in dissatisfaction. That seat was her exclusive seat.    

But very quickly, a hint of ridicule flashed across her small face. She smiled and said," Sister Jiahui, are you so impatient to be my sister-in-law? "    

"Ah! Stupid girl, what nonsense are you spouting?" Luo Jiahui looked as if her tail had been stepped on. With a blushed face, she immediately jumped out of Yang Fann's arms.    

"Yo ~ Yo ~ Yo ~ I got it right. Sister Jiahui, just admit it. "    

"Stupid girl, don't talk nonsense. I. . . I. . . I'm the one! I didn't. . . "    

"No? Then why are you blushing?"    

"You. . . You. . . I'll scratch you to death. I told you to speak nonsense. I'll tell you to speak nonsense. . . "    

" Hehehe. . . . . . No, Sister Jiahui, please spare me. Please spare me. Hehehe. . . . "    

. . .    

"Could it be that Jiahui. . . . . . She really. . . " Looking at the two girls playing around, Yang Fann's heart slightly shook," No. Yang Fann's heart skipped a beat, No. . . I can't let her. She is my cousin! . . . How can we. . . "    

However, for some reason, there was a voice in his heart telling him, what's wrong with my cousin? She's not a biological brother or sister, there are many cousins who get married. Many of his cousins were married to his own cousin.    

Moreover, could you really bear to see Jiahui fall into someone else's embrace?    

Unconsciously, the women beside Yang Fann appeared in his mind one by one.    

Could he really allow them to marry another man?    

. . .    

"Whoosh. . . "    

He shook his head with all his might to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind. Forget it, let nature take its course. In any case, they were all immortals, with hundreds of millions of Longevitys. There was plenty of time to consider these things.    

"Alright, Jiahui, Si Si, stop messing around. "    

. . .    

Very quickly, the news of Yang Fann successfully coming out of seclusion swept across Sixth Young Master Palace at lightning speed.    

Not long after, Yang Yunfeng And His Wife, You Nuo, and a few other girls rushed over.    

After sixty years, everyone's cultivation improved greatly.    

One by one, they had obtained the Quasi-Saint Position. The strongest among them, You Nuo, had already reached the Third Star Quasi-Saint Stage, and was only a step away from the Four Stars Quasi-Saint.    

During the trip to the foreign land, Yang Fann had obtained a huge amount of resources. There were also many Bloodline Talents and spiritual medicines that could increase the level of Holy Herbs.    

Yang Fann didn't leave any of these treasures behind. He gave them all to the people around him.    

With the Great Heaven Swallowing Earth Devouring Technique, what Yang Fann lacked was energy. These Holy Capitals that attracted the attention of countless people in the Half Holy Capital, the ones that could increase the potential of their bloodline, were Holy Herbs that Yang Fann didn't care about the most.    

After consuming a large number of spiritual medicines and Holy Herbs, the bloodline potential of Yang Yunfeng And His Wife and the others had increased by leaps and bounds. Now, almost all of them were comparable to the First Young Master, Hao Gan. Especially the little sister, Yang Sifan, who was chasing after the number one monster of the foreign race, Asura Holy Son.    

If Yang Fann could help them obtain enough Primordial Purple Cloudss, it would only be a matter of time before they could achieve sainthood.    

. . .    

Time passed by slowly. Soon, three months had passed.    

Every day, Yang Fann would either accompany the girls or perform filial piety under Yang Yunfeng And His Wife's knee.    

However, the entire Sixth Young Master Palace was operating crazily.    

The distance from the departure to the Origin Land There were still nearly a hundred and forty years left. Yang Fann would never let such a long period of time go to waste.    

However, there were only so many resources in Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts, and most of them were in the hands of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts. For no reason, he would never attack his fellow disciples.    

That was a good place in the foreign land. If he could seize all the remaining resources, not only would he be able to break through to the Pseudo-saint Stage, he would also be able to break through to the Huge Perfection and transform into a true Myriad Beast Holy Body. Furthermore, with his current strength, he would be able to sweep across the entire foreign land.    

Unfortunately, the Blood River was like a heavenly chasm that Yang Fann didn't dare take a step into.    

If Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts couldn't plunder the resources, they could only leave the world. They would develop towards the endless starry sky.    

The Tiannan Realm River was vast and boundless, and there were hundreds of thousands of great worlds in it.    

There were plenty of resources for him to conquer and plunder.    

However, this time, Yang Fann didn't prepare to go alone. He would use his army for a thousand days. With so many experts under his command, he wasn't going to feed them for nothing.    

. . .    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

Every moment, every moment, a large number of soldiers would enter Sixth Young Master's Palace.    

All of them were the elites under Great Elemental Old Man, and the weakest of them were Four Stars Quasi-Saint warriors. Yang Fann didn't even care about those low level Quasi-Saint warriors.    

. . .    

One hundred thousand. . . One million. . . Ten million. . . Ten million. . . Very quickly, he broke through the one hundred million mark. Furthermore, this number was still rising at a terrifying rate. . .    

. . .